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The Mercies of GOD innumerable: An Evening Psalm

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #261a (1740) Topics: Nature of man First Line: Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er Lyrics: 1 Lord, when I count thy Mercies o'er, They strike me with Surprize; Not all the Sands that spread the Shore To equal Numbers rise. 2 My Flesh with Fear and Wonder stands, The Product of thy Skill; And hourly Blessings from thy Hands Thy Thoughts of Love reveal. 3 These on my Heart by Night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the Hour that ends my Sleep Still find my Thoughts with Thee. Scripture: Psalm 139:14 Languages: English

My God, what inward grief I feel

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #336 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: My God, what inward grief I feel When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane Take thy tremendous name in vain. Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me. Lord, search my soul, try every thought; Though my own heart accuse me not Of walking in a false disguise, I beg the trial of thine eyes. Doth secret mischief lurk within? Do I indulge some unknown sin? O turn my feet whene'er I stray, And lead me in thy perfect way. Scripture: Psalm 139 Languages: English

Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #580 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Nature of man Lyrics: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. These on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! O may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee! Scripture: Psalm 139:17-18 Languages: English

Psalm 14 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.27 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Atheism practical; Persecutors their folly; Practical atheism; Sin of nature; Sin universal; Wickedness of man First Line: Fools in their heart believe and say Lyrics: Fools in their heart believe and say "That all religion's vain; There is no God that reigns on high, Or minds th' affairs of men." From thoughts so dreadful and profane, Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. The Lord from his celestial throne Looked down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same; There's none that fears his Maker's hand; There's none that loves his name. Their tongues are used to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace! Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In every heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, Till grace refine the ground. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English

Psalm 14 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.28 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Atheism practical; Persecutors their folly; Practical atheism; Sin of nature; Sin universal; Wickedness of man First Line: Are sinners now so senseless grown Lyrics: Are sinners now so senseless grown That they the saints devour? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power? Great God! appear to their surprise; Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust; Great God! confound their pride. O that the joyful day were come To finish our distress! When God shall bring his children home Our songs shall never cease. Scripture: Psalm 14 Languages: English

Unbelief

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #V (1791) Topics: Fall of Man, or Depravity of Human Nature First Line: All you that love the Lord draw near Lyrics: 1 All you that love the Lord draw near, To my complaint pray lend as Ear, And help me to condole my Grief, For I'm distret by Unbelief. 2 Sometimes I'm such a stupid Clod I doubt the existence of a G O D; But still his Terrors work my Grief, While Hope is drown'd in Unbelief. 3 When thus I'm sore distrest all day, When evening comes I fain would pray, And beg for Pardon, and Relief; But there's no G O D:" says Unbelief. 4 But who did all things first create? Was it not G O D, the Wise and Great? While thus I would asswage my Grief, You have no Soul:" says Unbelief. 5 But then I make this quick Reply, What makes me then afraid to die, And after Death to dread the Grief Which I must have for Unbelief? 6 Besides the S A V I O U R came to die, The Souls of Men to purify; Which clearly proves for our Relief, That Men have Souls, O Unbelief! 7 Blest be my G O D, that now I see That J E S U S gave himself for me; I'll praise his Name, who bore my Grief, And saves my Soul from Unbelief. Languages: English

Arise, my tend'rest Thoughts arise

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #XII (1791) Topics: Fall of Man, or Depravity of Humna Nature Lyrics: 1 Arise, my tend'rest Thoughts arise, To torrents melt my streaming Eyes! And thou my Heart with Anguish feel, Those Evils which thou can'st not heal. 2 See human nature sunk in Shame! See Scandal pour'd on Jesu's Name! The Father wounded through the Son! The World abus'd, the Soul undone! 3 See the short Course of vain Delight Closing in long and dreadful Night! In Flames that no Abatement know, The briny Tears for Ages flow. 4 My God I feel the mournful Scene; My Bowels yearn o'er dying Men; And fain my Pity would reclaim, And snatch the Fire-brands from the Flame. 5 But feeble my Compassion proves, And can but weep where most it loves; Thine own all saving Arm employ, And turn these Drops of Grief to Joy. Languages: English

Arise, my tend'rest Thoughts arise

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #XII (1801) Topics: On the Fall of Man, or Depravity of Human Nature Languages: English

How sad our State by Nature is!

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CXII (1791) Topics: Fall of Man, or Depravity of Humna Nature Lyrics: 1 How sad our State by Nature is! Our Sin how deep it stains! And Satan binds our captive Minds Fast in his slavish Chains. 2 But there's a Voice of Sov'reign Grace Sounds from the sacred Word; Ho! ye despairing Sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord. 3 My Soul obeys th' Almighty Call, And runs to this Relief; I would believe thy Promise, Lord; O! help my Unbelief. [4 To the dear fountain of thy Blood, Incarnate God! I fly; Here let me wash my spotted Soul From Crimes of deepest dye. 5 Stretch out thine Arm, victorious King My reigning Sins subdue; Drive the old Dragon from his Seat, With all his hellish Crew.] 6 A guilty, weak, and helpless Worm, On thy kind Arms I fall; Be thou my Strength and Righteousness, My Jesus, and my All. Languages: English

Faith in Christ for Pardon and Sanctification

Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CXII (1801) Topics: On the Fall of Man, or Depravity of Human Nature First Line: How sad our State by Nature is! Languages: English